The Hungry Caterpillar Party

Luke's first birthday was a huge success!

He loved his Hungry Caterpillar themed party!

Here you can see he wasn't so sure about the smash cake. We made a light, fluffy white cake with a cream cheese & jam icing. It was really yummy and low sugar because the jam was no-sugar-added. 

The hungry caterpillar high chair banner was really easy to make. Construction paper circles with glue and a marker... Tah-dah.... Easy peasy. 

We had tons of guests. More than I planned for. There were lots of little ones to play with Luke. He really loved playing peek-a-boo in the giant caterpillar tunnel. But eventually they killed i . But it was really fun while it lasted!

One of my favourite things was his T-shirt. The "Luke is one!" With a caterpillar for the N. It was so cute!

We put lots of pictures of Luke on the balcony. I especially focused on his "firsts". His first flight. First bath. First hike. First pizza.  First motorbike ride. 

Just in case you didn't catch the party theme... It was after the book

The Hungry Caterpillar.

This was his giant caterpillar tunnel! He really loved it! He played in this thing for the entire week leading up to the party. It's a refrigerator box (minus on side) with a cardboard head. All of it was made from cardboard and spray paint. The only suggestion I'd make is this.... The spray paint wasn't strong enough to cover up the refrigerator writing on the box. So we turned it inside out because the inside was blank, but that made it much harder to keep standing, and was the eventual reason it collapsed when 5 kids jumped on it. 

This was his beautiful cake from Blossom Cafe! They did a great job! It's not cheap, but the money is going into women's education!

We had other food as well.

Dirt cups with worms

(Oreo and cream with gummy worms)

Veggie Caterpillars

(Cucumber spears with a cherry tomato at the head)

Sandwiches and Lemonade 

Cheese bread

The whole thing was a great success! It was a ton of work, but it was all worth it because my baby boy loved it!

Hungry Caterpillar Party

Getting Ready for his Hungry Caterpillar birthday party!

I had this design screen printed onto a T-shirt. I used an old T-shirt because I know it will get filthy on his party day!

$2.50 for screen printing.

First Birthday Party Preparation

Well, my baby is turning one!
Man this year has flown by!

Now I'm starting to get things ready for his first birthday party. 1 month in advanced (not to bad! My sister-in-law started making things for my niece's first birthday 6 months in advance .)
So here's my first project... A collage 1!

I saw it on pinterest, but I think mine turned out better. So I'm sharing the "recipe" with the world.

First you need a refrigerator box and cutting knife. Cut off one side of the box.

Then draw your desired design on the cardboard. Look at few fonts for inspiration.

Next, start adding pictures to the top. I started at birth and worked in chronological order. About 1/2 through, I realized I was going to have too many pictures. So I started working my way up. That way, I wouldn't miss anything important. 

I used glue! Don't use tape! Because with glue, you still have about 60 seconds to change the placement before the glue dries!

It took about 85 pictures. I had printed off 100 but was bummed to have to cull my bunch.

And he loves it! I'll have to hide it til the party. 

Politics in Cambodia

Politics are a funny thing. People have such strong opinions, even over here where the ruling party has stayed in power for decades. 

Recently there was an election here. The results were highly debated, since the ruling party is known for pulling nasty tricks. In the end, they won, yet again. The official (UN sanctioned) tally was just reported. Hopefully now things will settle back to normal, well- a Cambodian normal.

My friend, Heather Korm, said it best, so I'll just quote her.

    "Following the announcement of the official results this morning (which saw no change – the CPP won 68 seats and the CNRP 55), the CNRP have announced three days of protests on the 15th, 16th and 17th of September.  It’s unclear at the moment whether these will be three separate protests or a 72 hour demonstration.  One quote from the CNRP press release says that the protests “could take a variety of forms, the form of a meeting, the form of a sit-in or the form of marches.”  So another round of staying at home with a store full of food, hoping nothing happens.  

         The roads around Hun Sen’s house [the Prime Minister] remain closed off and police presence remains high.  But hopefully we now have a week’s grace until things have the potential to go crazy again, unless people start to get bored of the game and take matters into their own hands.

        In related news, three monks were beaten by their pagoda superiors for joining the protests, whilst several of Hun Sen’s sons managed to secure seats in parliament despite losing according to the preliminary results."

A Land Full of Compliments

A pale girl in Cambodia can really rack up the compliments. It’s nearly a daily occurrence for me to hear, “Wow. You’re so white.” It’s a compliment by Cambodian standards. (Funny that the same phrase in America means something very different.)

Being that I am a very pale Anglo-Saxon American, I gotten quite a few compliments in my time. I tried to keep up with how many times a day that I was told that I was beautiful (or “sah-at”). The highest I ever got, was five compliments in one day. Can I tell you… that can really make a girl love a country. Hearing that you’re beautiful all the time is definitely one of the perks of living here. 

My favorite compliment was given by a store clerk who tried to tell me that I looked like a baby. I kept asking him what he meant, but I couldn’t understand why he would say I looked like a baby. Finally he said, “You know, like baby doll.” Okay! I look like a baby doll? I’m going to ahead and assume he meant Barbie doll. Either way the compliment was a commentary on my pale skin, big eyes, and red lips. Apparently, what makes a girl pretty is light skin, light eyes and red lips (or make-up, colored contacts, and lipstick). 

Recently the compliments have declined. I wear less make-up and the Cambodian sun has darkened my skin. Now I hear far less “beautiful” comments, but this week someone else said that I looked like a doll. This time I knew exactly what they meant!

I even have a red-headed friend (and thus very pale) who was once pulled over by a policeman. When she asked the officer what she had done wrong, he said nothing. He told her that he stopped her so that he could tell her that she was beautiful. 

My stunning beauty (aka, my pale face) has even gotten a bus driver out of a ticket once. I was sitting in the front seat of a mini-bus when the police pulled the driver over. I didn’t really understand what the driver had done wrong, but the policeman was staring at me the whole time he was talking to the driver. I was annoyed by the staring, so I refused to make eye-contact. Eventually I noticed that the talking had stopped and everyone was staring at me. I gave the policeman a smart-aleck smile, that was supposed to mean, I see you staring. Instead the policeman was so happy that I smiled at him, that he told the driver he didn’t need to pay the fine. He then pointed to me and said, “I like. You…”And made the hand gesture for smiling. My friend and I laughed the whole way back to Phnom Penh about the instance. Who would have thought that a smile could get someone else out of a traffic ticket?

 

Don’t worry. These compliments aren’t going to my head. Beauty is a strange thing. In American dark skin is beautiful. In Mauritania, obese women are attractive. In Cambodia, people want pale skin. In the end, it makes you wonder if anyone is right or is everyone wrong? If beauty is so subjective, does it really matter at all?

(Pictures taken from Google Images) 

Trash and Rubbish Everywhere

In Cambodia it's very difficult to find a trash can. Cambodians are always throwing their rubbish on the ground. They don't have bins sitting around like you'd see in a developed nation. I have even watched my neighbors walk out of their house to dump their trash in the road or the field across the street from their house.

I recently asked a Cambodian if it was a lack of knowledge. I had figured that Cambodians simply don’t understand the composition process and the science behind recycling. Nope. She said that Cambodians are taught in school that if you throw plastic down on the ground that it will be there forever. So why the constant litter? Even today - a water bottle was thrown out of a moving vehicle and nearly hit me in the head.

While the biodegradable products eventually fade from view, the plastic bags and candy wrappers remain forever.  Still, you can imagine the smell.Outside of restaurants and hotels is the worst. They dump their trash (correctly for the proper collectors to pick up in the morning), but someone inevitably will scatter the food materials when they open the bags to search for cans and bottles. Cans and bottles are the only materials that are recycled. Turning them in will be rewarded with about $0.05.

And then there are the rats…

All in all, the first thing I notice every time I get off an airplane in Cambodia is the smell. Eventually you get used to it, and you stop noticing the smell. But the beautiful countryside littered with ugly old plastic is always as disturbing sight.

Selfish in a New Way

Selfishness takes on unique forms in another culture. Selfishness in America is easy to spot. It’s the guy with an Audi who won’t give spare change to the homeless man on the corner. It’s the jerk who steals your parking spot after you waited patiently for grandma to pull out of it. But move to a new country, and selfishness takes on new forms. It doesn’t look the same.

Cambodia is place enveloped with selfishness, understandably so because of its cruel history. It’s easy to understand why the people are opportunistic when you know how hard many of them fought to stay alive 40 years ago and the violent acts they witnessed during that time. The Khmer Rouge killed 2 million people in cold blood in front of their family and friends. Clearly the consequence of such horror, is to protect yourself and your family. That “save yourself” mentality still has not died out of the culture.

Everyone has their own way of being selfish, but in a different country it look very different. It's interesting to look around and note the unique forms that selfishness can take in unique cultures.